This morning, for the good of my writing career,  we went out to take a photo of me holding some chestnuts. This was uncomfortable for several reasons –

1) The cases are jolly prickly.

2) It took a while and –
a) I had to keep my arm out, so my shadow wasn’t in shot.
b) This happened at the top of a small hill where it was cold and windy.

3) No tea was available.

4) It’s a popular dog walking route and people noticed. In this case I didn’t think my usual get away with anything explanation of ‘I’m a writer’ would help.

Still, there’s just a chance that it will all be worth it…